Lyrics:
I'm you motherfucking influence
Used to get hated by everybody, sneak dissin my music
If you talking bout "Quan Dogg ain't this", I might say something
Warning
Your about to experience some serious bars, delivered by the one and only truly Krayko Breezy
We ask if everybody just please fasten their
would be all right
Where were you when they gave a warning
Hundred-fifty mile winds by morning
Category four making landfall in the wild gray light
Where
used to moonwalked just like him
My first idol, used to want his music on vinyl
The day he died I cried and I'm almost still in denial
I used to wanna be
off his top
Then fly off in an A four Skyhawk to condos
All my shooters let they choppa sing, shooting 5 0
Cause we ducking 12, with the kilos like
(I hit a lick)
Now I spend it how I want (Spend it how I want)
I hit a lick (I hit a lick)
I hit a lick (I busted a juug)
I turned an five (I turned
Praying Day & Night For U
Praying Praying Day & Night For U
Selah.
It's been 5 years in the making to verbalize this,
And spew it through music so you
It's time you know about my legacy
Show the world what I have come to be
Making movies bout' the music
If you really put your mind to it you can do
on the track, he made the beat I’m laying the hammer
You hungry for the meat? Then go put the word in ya stomach
I’m only supplying the heat by making use
Hi my name is Simon, I know
How you feel about my writing, eyes closed
I'm on the stage, open the lighting, here's hope
That you like my music
plaything
Don’t wanna stop this love we’re making
Scratches down my back and hickies up yours
Fuck from shower, counter, bed, and now floor
Oh who goes there,
shakes his head
Everyone laughs)
By the way
I don’t know the days of the week i
Just go to exactly when my appointment is
We’d just look at each other
the count so when she wake up I ain't next to her
Back to this queso, this hustle, this grind
If you work hard you don't need 9-5's
Don't be surprised by
(One More Hit)
And I'll be done with
Making music
In my Room
Every day and every night
Making the next beat
To make it sound (sound)
Undefined by my
business
I got shorties and they in it
Rocking with my music it's a clinic
Daisy Keech's on my back
Man I finished what I had
Man I never take it back
I'm
you can take all music strip out its soul
but ya never gonna take my rock n roll
i ain't got no room for your slightest inperfection
a wizard waves his
they would say
I'm a joke, I just hope I could get some heads to pay
Attention, music's an extension
Of my life, I don't know if I could survive in
to fight
Runners, shooters, all by my side
Charging up and getting high
Making a wish
Taking a chance
Mess your shit up
Made me a bands
Take a hitman, he
the hand that feeds me
Hi Ren
I've been taking some time to be distant
I've been taking some time to be still
I've been taking some time to be by
girl in here got to look me up and down
All on Instagram, cake by the pound
Circulate the image every time I come around
G's up, tell me how I'm
girl in here got to look me up and down
All on Instagram, cake by the pound
Circulate the image every time I come around
G's up, tell me how I'm
As I walk into a crowd
When tha music's waving loud
(Just coasting)
And I'm grooving to tha sound
I can tune into another realm
(Like I turn into
Everything in my muthaf***in' eyes
I seen my parents get killed
To my muthaf***in' eyes
I seen my brother kill his-self in my eyes
I seen Pac, yak, die in
Everything in my muthafuckin' eyes
I seen my parents get killed
To my muthafuckin' eyes
I seen my brother kill his-self in my eyes
I seen Pac, yak, die in
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